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A Different Kind of Roommate
2 years ago
An Adult Watersports Story
The door cracked to my room, but I didn't hit pause on my game as I watched my Roommate strut in, naked, sweating, his fur stained in darker shades around his armpits and down his head and neck, dripping down his chest in small spots. The floppy-eared muscular mutt stood beside me and looked at what I was doing on the game, panting, I could hear him through my headset and smell his stiff scent. He looked at my tall 32 oz soda half full of ginger ale, popped the top, and swallowed the rest of it in big gulps, chugging it like a beer, before he sighed with a bright smile and dropped the cup between his legs and started to pee into the plastic cup.
I never listened to my game or music loud because I never wanted to damage my ears, plus they were already sensitive enough as is, so I could hear the hollow stream of piss as it smacked into the side and started to stream down and settle at the bottom, and small shifting of the noise as piss filled it more and more.
He leaned an elbow on the back of my chair as he continued to pee, he glanced at me, and our eyes met, and I smiled, shrugging as he smacked my headset off with the back of his hand, "I told you when I come into your room you drop everything, and you take off your headset, I want you to hear me when I'm talking to you."
"Right, sorry, sir," I answered as I fixed my headset around my neck and paused my game.
"I'm going out this morning," His eyes dropped to what he was doing because he had nearly filled three-fourths of the 32-ounce cup, a warm twenty-four ounces of urine started to settle into place. He tapped his sheathe and cleaned the tip on the rim of the cup, and finally pulled back before turning around to grab my towel, "So I'm going to get some breakfast, so don't eat anything till I get back. When you became my pup, you told me you wanted someone who could help you lose weight, so from now on, I'm going to be regulating your whole diet, So that's what I'm going to do. You'll eat like a dog, you'll eat from a bowl on the floor, and you will eat everything on your hands and knees and lick the bowl clean. But right now, I'm just going to help you push your boundaries."
He put the cup down for only a moment as he wrapped my bathing towel around my neck and tucked it into my headset before pulling my head back and picking up his cup of piss; he smirked as he kissed my forehead, "Open that mouth or next time I'll put a ring gag in," He ordered, and I opened my lips. He pinched my nose and started to slowly pour his piss into my throat, "Swallow," He chuckled in amusement as I took long, hard gulps of warm piss.
"I made sure to flush myself out, so your mainly drinking water that's been sitting in my bladder for a good hour while I worked out, I want you to get used to drinking my piss because the more we do this, the more you'll end up smelling like me. Everyone with a keen sense of smell will be able to smell me on you, and you'll be sweating my piss, and I'm going to mark you in every way. I'm going to piss down your throat, I'm going to wash you in it, and I'll flush your ass with it. Inside and out, you'll smell like me, and I'm going to mark you as my property, as my pup, and as my boyfriend. So keep drinking and chug my piss because we're just starting; when I get home, I'll give you a golden shower. I'm going to strip you naked, take you outside on lash, wash away your own scent, and make you my bitch, and you'll stay out there until you raise your leg like a dog and pee. From here on out, you're a mutt and will use the backyard as your toilet." He warned with the brightest and warmest smile, only creeping into the demented with a half-cheeked smirk as he finally tapped the edge of the cup against my lips and cleaned the side before finally letting me go and pant and feeling the bitter liquid in my gut leaving me warm on the inside like a salty tea.
"Got it, pup?" He asked as he ruffled my hair, petting, hugging, and nuzzling me with his jaw.
"Yes sir," I answered, and I watched as he reached down between my legs and groped me, feeling the stiff plastic that wrapped my loins, "We'll take care of this when I get back."
"Really?"
"Really? Little pup, you're the one who told me you don't want to do prolonged chastity. Do you want to do it longer?" My Owner laughed as he leaned on the back of my chair and continued to twirl my hair.
I shook my head, "No, it's fine, I'd really love that; thank you sir."
"That's what I thought, go ahead and bark for me pup." He directed as he tickled my chin.
"Wuff..." I barked and he stuck out his tongue in approval before removing the towel and hung it up on the towel rack by my door, he waved, "Love you too pup." He finished before he closed the door behind himself.
The door cracked to my room, but I didn't hit pause on my game as I watched my Roommate strut in, naked, sweating, his fur stained in darker shades around his armpits and down his head and neck, dripping down his chest in small spots. The floppy-eared muscular mutt stood beside me and looked at what I was doing on the game, panting, I could hear him through my headset and smell his stiff scent. He looked at my tall 32 oz soda half full of ginger ale, popped the top, and swallowed the rest of it in big gulps, chugging it like a beer, before he sighed with a bright smile and dropped the cup between his legs and started to pee into the plastic cup.
I never listened to my game or music loud because I never wanted to damage my ears, plus they were already sensitive enough as is, so I could hear the hollow stream of piss as it smacked into the side and started to stream down and settle at the bottom, and small shifting of the noise as piss filled it more and more.
He leaned an elbow on the back of my chair as he continued to pee, he glanced at me, and our eyes met, and I smiled, shrugging as he smacked my headset off with the back of his hand, "I told you when I come into your room you drop everything, and you take off your headset, I want you to hear me when I'm talking to you."
"Right, sorry, sir," I answered as I fixed my headset around my neck and paused my game.
"I'm going out this morning," His eyes dropped to what he was doing because he had nearly filled three-fourths of the 32-ounce cup, a warm twenty-four ounces of urine started to settle into place. He tapped his sheathe and cleaned the tip on the rim of the cup, and finally pulled back before turning around to grab my towel, "So I'm going to get some breakfast, so don't eat anything till I get back. When you became my pup, you told me you wanted someone who could help you lose weight, so from now on, I'm going to be regulating your whole diet, So that's what I'm going to do. You'll eat like a dog, you'll eat from a bowl on the floor, and you will eat everything on your hands and knees and lick the bowl clean. But right now, I'm just going to help you push your boundaries."
He put the cup down for only a moment as he wrapped my bathing towel around my neck and tucked it into my headset before pulling my head back and picking up his cup of piss; he smirked as he kissed my forehead, "Open that mouth or next time I'll put a ring gag in," He ordered, and I opened my lips. He pinched my nose and started to slowly pour his piss into my throat, "Swallow," He chuckled in amusement as I took long, hard gulps of warm piss.
"I made sure to flush myself out, so your mainly drinking water that's been sitting in my bladder for a good hour while I worked out, I want you to get used to drinking my piss because the more we do this, the more you'll end up smelling like me. Everyone with a keen sense of smell will be able to smell me on you, and you'll be sweating my piss, and I'm going to mark you in every way. I'm going to piss down your throat, I'm going to wash you in it, and I'll flush your ass with it. Inside and out, you'll smell like me, and I'm going to mark you as my property, as my pup, and as my boyfriend. So keep drinking and chug my piss because we're just starting; when I get home, I'll give you a golden shower. I'm going to strip you naked, take you outside on lash, wash away your own scent, and make you my bitch, and you'll stay out there until you raise your leg like a dog and pee. From here on out, you're a mutt and will use the backyard as your toilet." He warned with the brightest and warmest smile, only creeping into the demented with a half-cheeked smirk as he finally tapped the edge of the cup against my lips and cleaned the side before finally letting me go and pant and feeling the bitter liquid in my gut leaving me warm on the inside like a salty tea.
"Got it, pup?" He asked as he ruffled my hair, petting, hugging, and nuzzling me with his jaw.
"Yes sir," I answered, and I watched as he reached down between my legs and groped me, feeling the stiff plastic that wrapped my loins, "We'll take care of this when I get back."
"Really?"
"Really? Little pup, you're the one who told me you don't want to do prolonged chastity. Do you want to do it longer?" My Owner laughed as he leaned on the back of my chair and continued to twirl my hair.
I shook my head, "No, it's fine, I'd really love that; thank you sir."
"That's what I thought, go ahead and bark for me pup." He directed as he tickled my chin.
"Wuff..." I barked and he stuck out his tongue in approval before removing the towel and hung it up on the towel rack by my door, he waved, "Love you too pup." He finished before he closed the door behind himself.
